During the past week, Brian had exhibited remarkable restraint.  He took great care, not to cross the imaginary line dividing their bed.  But every night, he fought the impulse to take Justin into his arms, and ravish him.
 
Justin tried his best, but found it impossible to forget that Brian, the man he loved, was lying next to him.  Since he had not secured an opportunity to gain any type of release, his level of sexual frustration was bordering insanity.  Someone was usually with him at all times, leaving him no privacy for self gratification, and it had been absolute torture. 
 
Today was Saturday, and Brian and Justin would spend the entire day together because it was Charlie's day off.  Brian was in the bathroom taking a shower, having already helped Justin with his morning routine.  As Justin waited for him, he was disgusted with being viewed as helpless.  He was growing weary of his role as poor disabled Justin.  He knew he had to become self sufficient, before he could have a chance with Brian.   His future depended on his progress.  Justin made a spontaneous decision to try and walk again, right at that very moment.
 
With all the energy he could muster, Justin pushed himself up from his wheelchair, and stood on his own.  His legs were shaking, but so far so good.  Focusing all his strength, he willed his right leg and foot to move, but it felt awkward and heavy.  Although Justin was warbling, his heel tentatively made contact with the floor.  He then stepped down applying pressure, but was startled when he heard Brian call him.   
 
"Justin!"
 
Brian's alarmed voice, caused him to shift his weight, and lose his balance.   He collapsed onto the floor, cursing loudly.  
 
Rushing over to help him, Brian was concerned that Justin was hurt.  But instead, the blonde was pissed that the older man had interrupted his efforts to walk independently.  
 
"I don't need your help", he snarled, as Brian was hoisting him under his arms.
 
"I beg to differ Sunshine..." Brian began to correct him.  Justin struggled against him, and they tumbled to the floor together.
 
Brian landed on top of Justin, both of them panting.  "What the fuck is your problem?"  
 
"You're my fucking problem", Justin said vehemently.
 
Brian observed how brilliantly blue Justin's eyes looked when he was incensed.  He lifted his body a little, only to notice that Justin was sporting an erection.  Justin's eyes automatically followed Brian's, and he was embarrassed that he couldn't hide his arousal.  The older man chuckled, but felt himself getting hard at the sight.
 
"Is this what has you all hot and bothered Sunshine?', Brian asked with a devilish smirk on his face.
 
"Fuck you Brian! Get off of me!"
 
"And just what are you going to do about it Sunshine?", Brian goaded him.
 
"Brian, I mean it."
 
Brian reached out and stroked him through his pants.  "Is this what you want Justin, because all you had to do was ask."   Justin was furious, but at the same time, he was becoming pathetically aroused.  
 
"I don't want you, you conceited shit."
 
Brian ignored his words, and started to kiss him forcefully.  Justin bit down, and Brian smiled wickedly, as he wiped a droplet of blood from his lower lip.  He glared at his younger prey, and in one swift motion pulled him up.  He bent down, and grabbed his knees, easily lifting him over his shoulder.  Justin pounded on him with his fists in protest, but Brian was too turned on to stop.  
 
Throwing him onto the bed, Brian huffed, "I know what you're pissed about, and I'm going to give you what you've been secretly dreaming of right now."
 
"I hate you!", Justin yelled, as Brian unzipped his pants and slid them off.   Justin was trying to fight it, but Brian's domination was stirring up lustful urges, the sensations shooting through him fueling a fire.  
 
"I hate you too", Brian stated in a deep, sexy voice, tweaking Justin's nipples between his fingers.  He leaned his head down and started to lick and suck on them.  Justin let out a groan.  Brian's tongue traveled down his chest in a stimulating swirling pattern.  Grabbing Brian's hair, Justin pulled viciously.   Brian's head snapped back, and his hazel eyes bore into Justin's.  "You know you want me to fuck you",  Brian insinuated brazenly.
 
Every ounce of resistance left Justin, when he felt the intenseness of Brian's seductive stare, and his hot breath touching him.  Justin finally caved, "<i>Fuck!</i>  I want you, I've never stopped wanting you."  Brian inched his way up, and rewarded him with another kiss.  This time he responded fervently, lifting Brian's shirt to eagerly caress his bare skin.  Brian rubbed his growing erection into his Sunshine, eliciting moans from both of them.  
 
Justin was overloaded with desire, and was at the point where he didn't care what he did or said.  He only knew that he wanted Brian to end his agony.  "Fuck me Brian, please."
 
Brian had wanted to go slow, but was too consumed with passion.  Without further preliminaries, he divested them of the rest of their garments.  Then he generously lubed Justin's hole with his fingers.  The younger man arched against the intrusion, his body begging for relief. Brian sheathed his dick, and positioned himself at Justin's opening, throwing the young man's legs over his shoulders.  He pushed, but stopped as Justin cried out.  
 
"Don't stop Brian.  Keep going, I want all of you inside me",  Justin encouraged in a lust laden voice.
 
Brian sucked in his breath, and thrust further into the kid's channel.  "<i>Shit</i>, you're so fucking tight", he exclaimed.
 
"God Brian, it feels so good."  Sweat dripped down Justin's contorted face, as he concentrated to make his body move with Brian's.  Picking up the pace, Brian angled his thrusts, hitting Justin's prostate.  The blonde was in heaven.  They soon climaxed together in an orgasmic burst of release.  Brian reluctanty rolled off Justin, pulling the kid into his chest.  Justin laid there quietly in Brian's arms, totally spent.  
 
"You okay", Brian checked.  He knew he had been a little rough with the kid.  
 
"I'm perfect", Justin admitted to him, still basking in the aftermath of his long awaited orgasm.  There was no denying the magic that existed between them.  
 
Content at last, Justin lapsed into a peaceful sleep.  Brian couldn't help but watch as his Sunshine slept soundly.  He missed this.  He reveled in the feel and smell of Justin.  As Brian listened to him breathe, he knew he was royally fucked.  

Justin woke a few hours later with Brian's arms still wrapped around him.  Brian <i>so</i> cared about him.  The stud of Liberty Avenue would surely have to fess up to his feelings after what happened this morning.  Or at least Justin hoped that he would.  

Brian must have sensed Justin's gaze, because his eyelids fluttered, and then opened.  When his eyes met Justin's, he smiled.